[ He’s “okay enough” is a phrase that’s plenty to have her concerned, if only because she knows what it means when she says she’s okay or fine. It code for somethings really wrong even if she’s avoiding saying so. A way to keep from being too vulnerable or to prevent having to try to explain something that’s tumbling around her mind like a wayward pinball.
In short: by the time Rowan arrives, the worry is clear on her face.
She’s got a towel in hand so he can attempt to dry off. And a blanket, meant to be offered after fussing after him to let her take and dry, at the very least, his shirt.
And if Rogue’s concerned about how that offer will come across, well, she had invited him over here for more than just pleasant chitchat and tea. Her hang ups about seeming too physically pushy, especially now that her powers are coming back, is one of things getting her in trouble with her quota. ]
It feels likes the rain’s never going to stop. [ It’s said with a roll of her eyes as she ushers him in and holds out the dry towel. The fact that there’s might be effects to the rain other than getting cold and wet is something she’s pushed out of her mind in favor of being concerned about him.
She kicks the door shut behind her before adding: ] I can throw your clothes in the dryer if you want.
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[ He’s “okay enough” is a phrase that’s plenty to have her concerned, if only because she knows what it means when she says she’s okay or fine. It code for somethings really wrong even if she’s avoiding saying so. A way to keep from being too vulnerable or to prevent having to try to explain something that’s tumbling around her mind like a wayward pinball.
In short: by the time Rowan arrives, the worry is clear on her face.
She’s got a towel in hand so he can attempt to dry off. And a blanket, meant to be offered after fussing after him to let her take and dry, at the very least, his shirt.
And if Rogue’s concerned about how that offer will come across, well, she had invited him over here for more than just pleasant chitchat and tea. Her hang ups about seeming too physically pushy, especially now that her powers are coming back, is one of things getting her in trouble with her quota. ]
It feels likes the rain’s never going to stop. [ It’s said with a roll of her eyes as she ushers him in and holds out the dry towel. The fact that there’s might be effects to the rain other than getting cold and wet is something she’s pushed out of her mind in favor of being concerned about him.
She kicks the door shut behind her before adding: ] I can throw your clothes in the dryer if you want.